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| #Post#: 47620-------------------------------------------------- | |
| My nightmare from last night | |
| By: Raven` Date: July 30, 2014, 3:47 pm | |
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| (altered into a story format with you as the main character.) | |
| You got a new video game off of your local flea market. You | |
| don't even know the name of it, as the title seems to be | |
| scratched off. It doesn't occur to you if it could be something | |
| bad. It's just a video game, what could happen? You go home, | |
| simple as that. You put the game into the system it belongs to | |
| and grab your controller. First, the disk isn't being read. You | |
| suspected a much, so you go and clean up the disk. You put it | |
| back in and try again, thankful it works. | |
| The icon for the game had a strange smile. Large and out of | |
| place, just sitting there. The name of the game wouldn't appear | |
| either. It was just... Blank. Non existent. Should you right it | |
| off? Should you continue playing? Or should you rip the disk out | |
| and snap it? Just as you decide to play, your little brother | |
| enters the room and sits next to you, deciding to watch. You | |
| ignore - your little siblings always wanted to watch you play | |
| games. It was normal. Just as the game starts up, you feel a | |
| shock go through the controller. Then another, and another. Soon | |
| you drop the controller and a ringing enters your ears. It's | |
| loud. It's unbearable. It's annoying as hell. You hear the | |
| distant voice of your brother scream 'No', and then everything | |
| is at peace. Or so it seems. | |
| You were sucked into the video game. Small text played in front | |
| of you. "Play the game." It says. In smaller text, you can | |
| barely read, it says "and escape". You grin and turn around, | |
| facing where the TV screen would be. You see your brothers cute | |
| little face twisted up in fear and panic. You put your hands up | |
| an point to the start button. Your brother understands and | |
| starts the game with ease. | |
| It starts just as a video game would - an opening scene and an | |
| objective. The objective of this game was to get to an end | |
| point, activate it, and leave the game you were sucked into. | |
| Easy, right? | |
| Well the beginning is. You go down a few halls, take rights and | |
| lefts, sometimes go straight. Then something flashes across your | |
| vision; Go Away. Naturally, you figure it's a part of the game. | |
| You ignore it to make yourself feel better. You look back to | |
| your brother to see that he was intently looking at the things | |
| around you. As if he saw nothing. You turn back around and | |
| continue down the path | |
| Soon you come to a room with a large chair. The chair seems to | |
| be one you would find in the living room of a family house or | |
| the common room of an elderly home - something with odd floral | |
| pattern and not so comfortable sitting positions. | |
| You walk closer, the music changing to a much lighter tone. So | |
| light, it's actually a bit scary. You recognize it as one of the | |
| songs you heard all the time as a child. What was it? Rock A By | |
| Baby? Well, that wasn't important now, because now you see a | |
| figure on the chair. | |
| It is small. It seems to be wearing one garment over its entire | |
| body. Coming closer, you seem to hear it's crying. Finally, when | |
| you come closer, the person looks up and reveals a small child. | |
| A baby, even. Small, blue eyes, mess of blonde hair, and one of | |
| the most adorable little pouts you could ever find. You, | |
| naturally, walk up to the child. | |
| "Who are you?" The kid sniffles, his voice pattern different | |
| than expected. It sounded older than what he looked like. Maybe | |
| a five or six year old's voice, while he resembled a two or | |
| three year old. "Are you my new friend? If that's true, can you | |
| get something for me?" Okay, simple. A gathering quest. You nod | |
| yes and the baby points down a long winding corridor. "The | |
| monsters. They took my teddy bear. I want it back." And with | |
| that, you were off. No further explanation needed. | |
| But it began to occur to you, why did you take a quest from a | |
| child? A mere infant at that? Mostly those were side quests, | |
| ones tending to child's needs. But this was the only one around. | |
| That was the only person around. Hmm. | |
| Well you go down the hallway as instructed, only now realizing | |
| that you only have your fists to fight with. You avoid all | |
| monsters sight on purpose, making light steps and strides. At | |
| the end of the hall, you spot a floating teddy bear with some | |
| tears and rips, and a strange red aura around it. You mark it | |
| off as something from the game. What else would it be? | |
| You walk forward and collect it, but upon collecting the item | |
| all the monsters turn and face you. Some of them twice your size | |
| while others nearly half of you. You panic slightly and have a | |
| running start, but are stopped by something in front of you. The | |
| door to the hallway was closed. You have to defeat these | |
| monsters, but how? | |
| The grotesque beings come closer and closer. You shut your eyes | |
| hoping that will block the pain and start swinging your hand | |
| around, smacking an object into all of the beings. They seemed | |
| to be backing off. You open your eyes to see that the teddy bear | |
| you had been throwing around to fend yourself had scared off all | |
| of the monsters off, and you wonder why. You look back at the | |
| teddy bear and find that it had the creepiest smile yet. All of | |
| its rips and tears were gone with clean stitching, as if they | |
| weren't there at all. You quickly turn around and pull the door | |
| open, running towards he child. At this point, you just wanted | |
| to get rid of the thing. | |
| You see the kid sitting in the chair, same position as you left | |
| him. That was normal in games, right? You hand him the teddy | |
| bear and his face lights up. But not in a way you thought it | |
| would. The corners of his smile twist inward and his eye brows | |
| sink, giving him a slight evil look. You look back at your | |
| brother, seeing your younger sister there to. They were talking | |
| until your sister pointed out the baby's face. The text box just | |
| had three periods drifting across it. Suddenly, after a few | |
| minutes, his face reverts back into a baby's face and he lays | |
| down in the uncomfortable chair, pulling the teddy bear to his | |
| chest and mumbling. | |
| "I'm going to take a nap. Come back when you finish the game. | |
| Don't worry, you're almost there." His voice matured even more. | |
| It sounded like a young boys, just before puberty. You mark it | |
| off as bad programming and turn away, going down a hallway. | |
| There is nothing interesting there. No monsters, no quests, no | |
| strange stuffed animals. Boring. You go to the next hall. Same | |
| thing. Next. Next. Next. Finally, you coming upon a hall with a | |
| light at the end. You grin and run towards it. There is a sign | |
| in front of a button that says 'exit'. You press the button and | |
| the platform glows. A light shoots up. You begin to walk | |
| forward, but are stopped by an invisible wall. A text appears in | |
| front of you. | |
| "Finish your business." | |
| That's it. Doesn't say what business, or anything else. You | |
| assume it was talking about the baby, as he had said to come | |
| back when you beat the game. You trudge back down the hall, it | |
| seeming longer than before, and look at the chair. The kid was | |
| still asleep, still clutching the teddy bear. It would've seemed | |
| cute if the teddy bear's eyes hadn't seemed like they were | |
| non-stop staring at you. You walk forward and stand in front of | |
| the baby, walking back and forth to try and activate the last | |
| quest. Finally, you walk forward and touch the baby's shoulder. | |
| You immediately regret it. | |
| The kid sits up, it's large blue haze set on you. They are also | |
| puffy and red, along with carrying a ton of bags under them. | |
| It's head is tipped to the side, and it's smile literally | |
| touches both of his ears. His teeth are sharp and pointy, like a | |
| shark's. You take a step back and the child begins to speak. | |
| Instead of going deeper like you think it would, it went higher. | |
| It even achieves a level of screechiness you didn't know | |
| existed. | |
| "So you want to leave, huh? You want to leave?" He said, voice | |
| growing louder. "You'll never leave! I forbid so! Never ever | |
| ever!" He screamed, his teeth glinting. You spot his teddy bear | |
| beside him and snatch it up. Instead of the creepy smile it had | |
| before, it had a scared frown. It's eyes actually moved. "What? | |
| Are you going to hit me with that? Are you planning to kill me | |
| with that?" The baby taunts, laughing some more. | |
| You whisper 'sorry' and start hitting the child repeatedly, full | |
| force. The child continues to laugh as laugh, as if it was being | |
| tickled. The teddy bear was tearing more and more with every | |
| hit. Finally, you turn around and make a run for it, screaming | |
| for your life. It follows you. | |
| "WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?" | |
| You continue to scream as you come upon the portal. It's open so | |
| you step on, clutching the teddy bear tight. You watch as the | |
| unnatural step of the baby runs towards you. Your heart | |
| quickens. Your breath shortens. Your life, will it end here? It | |
| jumps at you. It's teeth are nearly around your entire face. | |
| You disappear. | |
| You open your eyes to see your bedroom, your little siblings and | |
| older sister sitting on your bed, staring at you with a scared | |
| gaze. Instead of hugging them, instead of crying, you turn to | |
| your game system and force it to spit out the game. You break | |
| the game in half, then again in quarters. You go to the bathroom | |
| and flush all the pieces down the toilet. You go back to your | |
| room, a group of arms wrap around you and embrace you for a hug. | |
| You sigh and let some years fall. You're home. | |
| Your bed room door is knocked. Everyone separates to see your | |
| mother and father. They're grinning. | |
| "It's so cute to see you guys hugging." Your mother gushes. "Oh! | |
| We have good news for you guys! I'm having a boy!" She says, | |
| pointing to her stomach. You remember that your family agreed on | |
| this child being the last. | |
| "I hope he has your eyes." Your father said, caressing your | |
| mother's face. Her blue eyes twinkle. | |
| "I hope he gets your messy hair." Your mother hopes, ruffling | |
| your father's blonde head. She turns to you. "Is that for the | |
| baby?" She asked curiously. You raise an eyebrow and look down | |
| at your hands. | |
| The teddy bear. It was sitting in your hands the whole time. | |
| Your eyes widen a bit and you begin to shake, the image of the | |
| baby seared into your mind. Tears begin to slip out of your eyes | |
| as you slide to the floor and go into a shock of sorts. Everyone | |
| begins to panic around you as your world swirls. You pass out | |
| without any explanation. | |
| And that's how your day ends. | |
| #Post#: 47842-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: My nightmare from last night | |
| By: Jstar Date: July 30, 2014, 5:24 pm | |
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| good mother of god THATS SCARY | |
| #Post#: 48176-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: My nightmare from last night | |
| By: kittykool75 Date: July 31, 2014, 7:11 am | |
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| [center][font=times new roman]Two things | |
| God does not have a mother and | |
| WHAT THE HECK THAT WAS CREEPY!!! Not scary just | |
| creepy[/font][/center] | |
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